Dangerous Driving By David Stevens

A strang view of dangerous driving and the consequences that might exist.

Submitted:Sep 20, 2012
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DANGEROUS DRIVING

By David Stevens.

DANGEROUS DRIVING

It all happened so fast, one second I was driving along the
road fully in control of my car, then my phone rang. I reached
out and that was it, the point of no return. I lost control of
the car and it skidded on something, not that that matters now.
The police arrived followed closely by an ambulance, but there
was nothing that they could be done for the elderly couple. The
next thing I knew I was my being charged and hauled before a
Judge. The charge read as:

'Causing Death by Dangerous Driving'.

My lawyer advised that I plead guilty as I had no viable
defense; I did and threw myself on the Court's mercy.

Judgement, when it arrived, fell on my head from on high, the
Court accepted my pleading guilty and the sentence passed was
five years imprisonment. I nearly fainted, my legs quivered and I
felt sick to my guts. Then the Judge offered me a chance for a
reprieve.

He offered me a second chance, but one with strings attached.
If I took this second chance, if I appeared infront of this Court
again on this charge, I would be sentenced to life imprisonment.
I accepted the second chance offer and my world went instantly
blank, the memory of what had happened vanished.

I was driving along the road listening to the radio, hearing
the reporter droning on about the latest laws regarding mobile
phones and drivers. That was when my phone rang; I was about to
reach out to answer it, but instead decided to ignore it,
thinking about what the reporter had just said.

The back end of the car skidded out, starting to rotate around
the front, I twisted the wheel correcting the slide and missing
an elderly couple, who were holding hands whilst strolling gently
along the pavement, I missed them both by inches as I mounted the
kerb, thankfully! I got my car back under my control and realised
just how lucky we had all been.

The End.

Short stories have a strange way of always knowing how
long they want to be! This one wanted to be a real short story
and I better say very little more about it, because if I do and
there is a lot I could say, then this commentary will probably be
longer than the actual story. Besides you want to read my short
stories, not my ramblings about such annoyances as mobile phones
and driving…